Just as Bulvo was about to fall asleep, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the office.

"Dongdong..."

These two light knocks seemed to have been knocking into my heart, and even their limbs and bones were shocked.

On the sofa, he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was silence all around, and in a trance, people almost thought that the sound I heard just now was just an illusion.

But he understood clearly that it was not.

This silence is just the person who comes to wait politely for himself to react.

He did not let the uninvited guests wait for a long time.

Although the door was locked from the inside, he still replied naturally: "Please come in."

As his words fell, a shadow that was deeper than the night poured in through the gap at the door.

Then, a figure stepped out of the shadow.

Even though it was not the first time we met, Bulvo was still frightened by such an unpredictable magical style.

——I can’t even detect the other party’s magic attributes.

In this second, a somewhat absurd thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

It seems to look a bit similar to the Magic of Darkness...

"Miss Ecos, lucky."

Out of respect for the strong, he stood up.

Wien looked at the scene in the office quietly.

The table cabinets don’t store many things, and the furnishings are all a few grades lower than the city guard headquarters building, which makes it feel like it’s just out of the warehouse.

He coughed twice, "Don't call me 'Miss', just call me 'Haint'."

Burwo was puzzled by his request.

However, it is normal for the strong to have some unique quirks.

So he changed his words as if he was good.

"His Excellency Ekos, what's the point of coming here?"

Since his quick separation last time, he has not received any reports about Ecos.

Such a big person is like evaporating from the world.

He doubted whether Miss Ecos had concealed her true appearance and had been hiding in the capital for a long time.

Otherwise, people with such beautiful appearance and strength would not be able to find even a trace in the outside world.

Wien did not answer his questions.

He walked to the side and sat down, put one leg on the other, and called out casually: "What are you still standing? Sit."

Instead, it was like he was entertaining guests.

Bulvo was tense, looked alert, and seemed to be very wary.

But with Ecos's still friendly behavior, he gradually let go of his vigilance.

If it is not necessary, he does not want to push such a person to the opposite side.

"I heard that Lord Bulvo is preparing to make a big move recently?" Ecos asked.

Burwo's mind was condensed.

——I had obviously had no leak before, so why did she know so quickly?!

At this time, it was only a short time before I could disband the meeting.

Could it be because she and His Majesty the King...

No, it is impossible.

If it were what I guess, I'm afraid that when I discovered myself and Norman, they would have been executed on the spot.

Seeing his pupils gathered and his eyes flashed, Wien knew that he was probably thinking about something amazing.

But he had no intention of explaining, and just a little clarified, he led the topic to another direction.

“Where has the investigation into Norman Laird gone?”

Bulvo was a little surprised when he heard him mention another irrelevant thing.

But he still confessed: "Norman and the others have left the capital, and now all the clues to be investigated have been interrupted. I believe that the joint investigation team will close the case soon."

The personnel drawn from different departments cannot be spent on things that have no results.

There are actually many cases like this that are left unresolved, and in the end it is just to make the archives file thicker.

Wien pondered for a while and asked, "According to what he said, everything he did was just for revenge. Didn't he have the idea of ​​restoring the country?"

Now the homeland of the Principal of Milistan has become the base camp of the rebels.

However, the factions in the rebels were not just the remnants of the Principal of Milistan. After careful analysis, it was easy to find that their personnel were very chaotic.

Among them were the Enlos people who were dissatisfied with the aristocratic system, the exiles recruited from abroad, and even some tyrants and powerful people.

The only thing that can bring them together is probably to resist the brutal rule of the Kingdom of Saint Enlos.

At present, the Kingdom of San Enlos is still strong, so it largely covers up their own shortcomings.

Under the pressure of a powerful external enemy, all internal dissent must make way for [Safety], the survival prerequisite.

But what after that?

Different people have different opinions.

For Norman Laird, if you want to restore the glory of the Laird family, is there any more attractive bait than re-establishing the country?

Yes--

This is a bait.

The bait that separates him from the rest of the rebel forces.

In order to provide development opportunities for civilians, Wien can fuel the fire behind it.

However, he would never allow the Lyerd family, which has a blood hatred with the Winchet family, to continue to stir up trouble.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

To be honest, if I were Norman Laird, I would definitely kill anyone who met the Winchet family.

But he is Vien.

If anyone wants to kill Chris, he can only take action first.

Understanding is understanding, compassion is compassion, but he will never hurt his family because of these compassions.

Upon hearing this, Bulvo was slightly stunned.

"He didn't say he wanted to re-establish the country. At this point, I believe him."

Wien smiled faintly.

It seems that Bulvo and Norman's personal relationship is closer than they thought.

However, "believe" such general words can convince yourself, but they cannot convince others, Lord Bulvo.

He doesn't say much anymore.

If this hatred can be resolved in the future, then everything will naturally be fine.

But if you refuse to let go of your grudges...

Then he had to ask them to accept sanctions from the protagonist group.

Speaking of the Principality of Milistan, Burwo's eyes were slightly dim.

"Actually, Grand Duke Laird is a very good person," he sighed. "If he were still in power, life in the Southwest Province would have been many times better."

Wien sneered: "Didn't he die in the Battle of Mist and Moon? You have never met him. It's not a good habit to know someone from rumors."

However, Bulvo shook his head and spoke a secret that even he was extremely shocked by.

“——Thirty-five years ago, Grand Duke Laird had concealed his identity and studied at Qingxi Academy, and he was a classmate and friend of George I.”
Chapter completed!